Lyrics

Simcoe County Country Girl

She was the kind of lonely girl who forgets in case you lie
I took her to the fields of fire and I told her not to cry
Green cornfields rippled in the playful wind as we lay on our soft bed of sin
Lone stallion kickin' up the sparklin' dust as I sealed her winnin' back the long lust trust
the broken trust of the Simcoe County country girl

In the house they call desire, where all the hungry people go
I walked a tightrope to the stars and I watched the ceiling grow
I pressed her hard on ground unyielding, something snapped and like a clock I came unwound
I never once returned, nor said farewell
but the smell of your sweet perfume surrounds me
I can still see your face, guess your ghost has found me
and that Simcoe County country air is calling me back there
from this tenth rate hell under the spell of that country girl

I never once returned, nor said farewell
but the smell of your sweet perfume surrounds me
I can still see your face, guess your ghost has found me
Simcoe County, Simcoe County, Simcoe County......